I Am Low On Money

...so I am starting a cult/company/private army to make some money.

Membership is open to anyone one and everyone. It does not matter if you are fat, lazy and ...well useless, even a modest wage can afford you membership, you will be welcomed. With you membership fee you will not only receive a personalized t-shirt that will informed others of your loyalty to me and to my organization. Included with your membership is also a unique helmet that will hide and protect you head during our international and various other operations. All this for under one low prices.

This amazing piece of technology will keep your savory brain intact

This one will tell every one that you roll with me

You need no job experience of any kind ...nothing is required. I can not emphasize how little skills you need, or what little skills they require, shit even a rock could do your job. But like all rocks, they can't throw jump unto our enemies on their own, this is where you come in. Your job is simple oppress m..our enemies. Our rocks will hit our enemies and make "us" rich.

notice the red dude that will be you must of the time, you get paid enough

Also benefits are to die for, literally. No matter how much you fuck up things, and believe me you will be surprised that the amount the you will royally fuck up things, you will not be fired. So yeah, sign up. You should give this a try, you have nothing to lose but losing its self.

fucking loser.

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Stop sitting around and click the link above

Also more information to come

New Stuff

So after fucking around with micrsoft word and trying to paste it to google fascist blog I have come to the conclusion that I need something else.

Enter drop box. From now on what ever needs to be post on this blog that can't be post will be uploaded to drop box.

Peace out bitches

Ellipse = Circle

The Equation for an Ellipse is and the equation of a circle is . Now how to get from an ellipse is very simple, simply keep the ellipse in its x,y coordinate system and the circle will now be turned into a u,v coordinate system.

Something like this: and which gives a circle in the u,v coordinate system of radius 1 but whit an increased density. Finding the density is the tricky part but easy.

The new density of the u,v circle is “a”, . Now we do some simple integration, for our purpose a is now a constant

or where and

And as we all know the area for an ellipse is , in this case a=2 and b=1, the area being 2

I should get a new program to sort this shit out

A Preview of Math Stuff

1, that is the number one. 2, that is the number two. e, that is the number e. , that is sin theta.

Lets move on to some of  the harder stuff. A circle in rectangle coordinates:

                               

this is just a preview

numbers

0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9

Hello Fellow Readers

After many attempts at fail suicide causes by the secret muslim Obama who forcefully toke office.

I have come to the conclusion that a common house hold nigger isn't as bad as a nit who thinks his god lives on a planet that isn't Earth.

 Which brings me to my next point, some smart ass made a time machine copied the story of Halo 4 and went back in time disguised as angel and gave the story to Joseph Smith. If you don't believe this then just look at the evidence.

Mormons believe that their unnamed god lives on Kolob some planet named in the bible or something. They don't know the location of it but once they do find it and are some how able to reach it they will receive eternal happiness or something equally stupid.

And the covenant, a collection of somewhat badass aliens who want to kill of all humans because their religion said so. They worship a (mostly) dead race (the Forerunners) of ancient aliens that were wiped out by a zombie intergalactic virus (The Flood) created by an even older race of aliens (The Precursors) as a giant fuck to the Forerunners for killing them off. The covenant who now worship the Forerunners because they missed read some stuff are hell bent on committing galactic mass murder suicide, because their religion said so. They have rumors that one Forerunner might be alive some planet named Requiem, they find it and Didact wakes from his 100,000 year sleep, and instant makes plans to kill of all humans (nerdy massive back story, nothing important)

In conclusion Obama will fuck things like any other nigger a some smart white person will make a time machine in order to fix everything but some troll eventually get a hold of the time machine, dresses up as an angel an appears before Joseph Smith and tells him the story of God (Didact) and Kolob ( Requiem).

Update on the election

I got sad news everyone, it appears that obama and his so called "revolution" have stolen yet another election. Prepare for four more years of the illegal muslimification atheistism of America.

ROMNEY WON!!!

Last time I check just before I went out side to party like crazy Romney was winning by a huge margin, that nigger obama can finally go back to his muslim hell hole hawaii. I'll bring up more news, I as get my stuff together.

WE WON!!!!

Jesus Returns

The new better and improve Jesus 

returns as his new modern
reincarnation.

Romney's 4th Part Great Plan to Restore America

This part is simple take everything that's made America into a shit hole and burn it all. Socialist, racist, terrorist, niggers, Sesame Street, pedophiles, mexicans and democrats all those thing plus many more that can't be named at  this moment because America has so many problems, it's not even funny. I blame Obama.

It's going to look something like this:

The fist thing to burn is Sesame Street.

The Story of the French Fry

The Potato, a simple humble and yet delicious fruit that has its origins in what is now know as Ireland. But like all things it's true origins are more myth than reality.

It all started in 1702 with the french colonial Ronald McDonald, McDonald was well know in France for being an incredible cook of the highest quality. From the edges of the world hungry patrons would come just to eat his fine food, only to die later of re-feeding syndrome. McDonald wanting to create the grandest dish the world would ever know, one that could survive in the worst environment so that every single person on the Earth could enjoy his delicacy. He found a small island to the west of Britain, the brits call it "West Britain". Of course the brits would have no french men getting closer to them so they told McDonald to fuck off and let them enjoy their queer tea. McDonald in a fit of rage came up the a twist to his new dish.

McDonald's new plan was to create a human/fix plant that would grow its self and fight off the faggaty fag english. His new plant was to be call the Pot-o-people. Overnight McDonald's creation cover the entire island of West Britain. The Queen was outrage and demand that McDonald remove the new creation from their island. McDonald did the french thing and the brits did the british thing, it's a European thing. Eventually McDonald ended up like all french men, chocking on a cock in an all men pride orgy, European thing. McDonald's death brought many things and toke any things like keeping the Pot-o-people under control and preventing them from bring destruction to the world.

The brits feeling like their gay old selves decided to retake their West Britain only to be pushed of the island in a matter of hours. They cried like bitches. It was then that they introduced the Pot-o-people to alcohol and that's when things got out of control.

A division in the Pot-o-people began to grow. There were those that believe that they should dedicate them selves to delivering the best food like McDonald intended. This group started calling them selves the Potatoes, they were small brown or reddish color often quite chubby and delicious. On the other side where the drinkers believing that the alcohol was a gift from the long dead McDonald. They were a hideous pale color, they where so pale that even before birth they where all ready sunburn. Cover in red patches and the reddest hair they called themselves the Irony but in their drunkenness the gingers, called them selves "irish".

For months the most brutal war in Europe raged over who should go on to control the world, it's a European thing. No side mad any advance. Until one day the brits got involved with a book on how to mass cock and eat vast numbers. This was the most brutal part of the war The Potato Famine. Millions of potatoes where being eating daily by the brits, they more than happy to be eating but at the same time the gingers were taking over more and more territory every day. The potatoes wouldn't have any of that ginger stuff, the gingers just brutally killed the potatoes and then left them to no be cook and be eating like McDonald intended. The war showed no signs of stopping.

Then all of a sudden the war came to complete stop. The MOTHER FUCKING UNITE STATES OF AMERICA came and ended the war taking with them the potatoes to AMERICA to be raised the most  life barren of all states Idaho. The gingers were promptly exiled to their shitty island never to leave.

Funny enough the the brits never gave a name to one of the most famous dishes of potatoes, Americans called them French fries it pissed of the brits, it's a European thing and AMERICA liked to piss of the Europeans.

The Story Of Hitlers Other Ball

There I was starving again after Amelie went and got herself blow up by Will. With no Where to turn to I knew I had just one choice, I need to get a job. But where would I, an expert mathematical person be able to get a job in this back ass retard world? Then I saw it my salvation a job opening at a library, an easy enough job for some one of my skill set.

After a numbers of months as a library I found myself in a comfort life, I had a room, a bed, some clothes and plenty of food. Time went by, I almost forgot the whole Amelia getting blow up by Will thing. I wonder if myself and will end up in the same place what then of the others? Where they alive? did they want to steal my stuff? my super awesome life? No, they would I had to make sure they where not alive.

After a few weeks of searching, if you can believe it or not I didn't get fired, I found an article detailing the last days of Karl Swarchild. Karl the other guy that worked with me on the Astria-Porta. He was dead. He was killed by Adolf Hitler in what can only be best descried as something unluckily.

Here is what went down.

Karl appeared out of a blinding light and fell into what was an empty field. He walk for sometime, he eventually came some blood. He thought of nothing maybe just some animal that became something elses lunch. Karl continued to walk and along his path he found more blood. As he walked more blood appeared, he didn't know what to make of it. He walked until he came to a person screaming for their life.

Adolf, who recently had just lost one of his balls to Michel in a fit rage, was know wondering helpless in a place that he had no idea of. stumbling he fell and screamed for helped.

Karl made his way over Adolfs bleeding body, HAHA, he laugh. Adolf cried asking for help. Karl stood his ground. MY BALL, screamed Adolf as his only remaining ball felt a loneliness that no other thing in the universe could feel. Adolf rolling in pain pleaded to Karl to help him, Adolf claimed he knew what went wrong with the Astria-Porta. Karl stood there looking at Adolf, this went on for some time.

Karl who had lost everything he knew decide, what ever I will help you Adolf. Karl then said a quick prayer in respect of Adolf's forgotten ball turned around and walked away. Adolf was left speechless.

Karl walked for some hours until he came upon to small city. People where gather along the streets. There was cheering, a party of sorts. "Maybe I can get some free food", though Karl. Looking around Karl saw train loads of young men boarding trains and leaving for something , "oh well, more food more me". All over the city Karl saw sign for free stuff, not only food but every you could ever imagine. Karl found a neat looking restaurant, feeling really hungry he order everything of the menu. "854.47 papiermark". Karl's only responds was "the sign it was free" to which the waitress responded by saying oh yes that's true. Karl was confused. "You look confused" said the waitress, "you can everything free is you simply sing up for the army". Karl how was new to this place saw all the cheering and all the happy soldiers, and put 1 plus one and figure that they had won have or at the very least they where about to win some war. "Okay where do I sign up?". "Oh just sign here" said the waitress. And before he knew it Karl was in a trench getting shot, shelled and occasionally gassed. "shit".

Months pass and the war that Karl was tricked into joining showed no signs of stopping. One day under a particular heavy assault from the opposing side, Karl finishing up his new refined theory of wormhole travel. "....and done, better put it somewhere safe where it wont be blow to pieces, but where?" at that moment a messenger arrived, " messenger, I need you to take this papers here to the nearest secure location, this are very important papers, if you don't mess up this up you will receive a promotion....private Eisten? is it, don't just stand there get a move on". That private looked familiar, oh well just a coincidence Karl thought to him self.

Hours in the offensive Karl side was taking a serious asskicking. Left and right, soldiers at his sides where dropping like flies. Death was only a matter of minutes. And the one thing Karl never expected was for Adolf to show up out of nowhere.  "Mighty fine weather we are having" said Adolf now back in his good mood after recovering. "Shut up Adolf" said Karl "can't you see we the tommies are about to overrun us and you're here talking about the weather?". "I just thought it would make you feel better, did it?" "fuck you Adolf an you one ball". "It is nice that you remember" said Adolf. "REMEMBER THIS YOU PRICK" and just like that Karl blew Adolf remaining ball away whit his gun but at the exact moment that Adolf ball went away Karl was vaporized by an enemy shell.

Adolf was never the same, whether it was his ball being blow off or the fact that a person was just vaporized before his eyes...we will never know.

and back to me, glad that's over, I went out to lunch. In the restaurant that I was eating I heard a radio broadcast about some dude named Adolf. At the moment I thought of nothing I was hungry, then suddenly I realized how it was and that he was still alive. He need to die. "Waitress sign me up for the army". "what?" was her respond. "The thing where I get paid to kill germans", "...oh yes that thing it just down the down" she said, "one more thing can you make this to go?"

Romney's Awesome Cool Part Three Plan For Making An Awesome Profit

Take Amy's word for it when she says that a vote for Romney is vote for more money.

Romney Tells It The Way It Is

Reason Number Two Why You should Vote for Romney

What has the so called "president of American" Obama done for creating jobs here in gods country? The answer is simple, nothing. Actually Obama has done something but it is more on the exportation of jobs away from America. Obama along with his friends in congress have set up laws that make it illegal to hire new works, laws that prevent companies from paying a fair wage, unnecessary regulations that cost companies millions if not billions of dollars. But unlike Obama Romney has a plan to bring back jobs to America.

Obama's polices regarding hiring works are just inhumane, that's why Romney's plan involves doing away with all labor laws. Capitalism will run just the way our founding fathers intended our country to work. Romney's next step will be to dismantle the Environmental Protection Agency, I mean come on have you ever seen a suicide bomber tree? The Food and Drug Administration, I know what is food and what is not. This brings me a very important question why are drugs involved with food? I will tell you why, the government puts drugs, such as weed in order to control the population and keep them from rising up and overthrowing the so called "President of America".

But do not take my word for it, take the word of a true American that has had to deal with Obama unfair labor laws. Amy Harding a good old American from the heart land of America, Washington. Before Obama assassinated his way into the White House Amy had a small state full of happy productive works working as long as they pleased. Then as soon as Obama so called just laws, Amy's factories shut down, forcing billions of works out of work. Amy had no option but to closed and move what ever factories she could to china or so other backass country I think it was Canada. Amy with her factories over seas could not pay the works any sort of money due to cultural stuff.

Remember coming November, vote for Romney because a vote for Obama equals a vote for no jobs.

Why Romney Has My Vote

Mitt Romney the Republican nominee and future president of this one great united states. Romneys ideas have been down-played by the mainstream media given Romneys plans a back-hand slap. Romneys ideas wont only change America but will change the world as we know it. To put it simply Romney has a 5 part plan to restore America; first one end all government regulations allow for more freedom, this one leads to number two. The first part of his plan will result in companies seeing how free they can be and will return to America creating the biggest economic and budget surplus since Reagan. The third part is profit. The fourth art is to get rid of all the "thrash" and clean the world. The final part of Romneys plan is to welcome Jesus.

Getting to so more detail into part one of Romney's plan. Every single government agency and law will be repealed. Freedoms will instantly increase 1000%. The pesky 7-day waiting for a gun, gone, second amendment fully restored to its intended glory. Drink a nice refreshing American beer in public, perfectly legal. Beating up fags, legal. Annoying IRS telling you to pay taxes gone, all the money that you make you will keep, 100% of every cent you make you will keep, the government will take nothing. Since the IRS is gone companies will no longer be tax and will return in mass looking to hire the most productive people in the word, God-Fearing-Hard-Working-Red-Blooded American,

Stay tune for parts two to five, the story of Adolfs ball is currently in works.

Hitlers Other Ball, Com...it will get writing eventually

starting lamb

I Am Black: Still A Better Love Story than Twilight: My Short love Story: Snakes and Planes

I woke up. I wasn't in the lab. I had no idea where I was must of been driking too much water. I got up and start to walk about asking which way to Beck University but all I got was weird looks. I must of drunk way to much water I was so fucking lost.

It was almost night I was dead tire, completely lost and no one seemed to know what I was talking about. I had no money and I was starving. I walked for hours realizing that I was absolutely no idea where I was. I blacked out.

I woke up in a bed. "Yes, back in my bed" I tough to myself but then I took a look around and realized that it wasn't my room. Eventually the owner came in throw the donor singing with her pet servants cleaning up. THE FUCK, I thought to myself. DON'T KILL ME, I said. I would never do that. My name is Giselle she responded. My name is ahh...my is nam...name I...I..I don't remember my name. That's find, are you hungry she asked. Yes, I am I haven't etaten in who know how long. 

We walked towards a restaurant down the street. There's was a homeless men sitting on the sidewalk "SPARE CHANGE MOTHER FUCKER DO YOU HAVE IT". Why yes said Giselle, the homeless men then looked at me, I just woke up from a coma I said. I felt a familiar yet painful sensation. I was on the ground knocked out cool.

I woke up, looking around. I was in a the same bed I woke up before. Next to me there was a note "Dear person that nobody knows, I have go to work. I will be flying to another country, I will be back next week."

I quickly made a dash more the airport. I got there as Giselles plane was taking off, the homeless men greeted. Then suddenly I recognized him, he was Will. "SNAKES ON THE THE PLANE MOTHER FUCKER". What? I thought to my self. Then suddenly Giselles plane blew up. A random shark from out of nowhere ate will
I instantly fell in a depression, Giselle never deliver on the lunch.

Coming Soon

A better love story

The Day

Day of Woden, year 452, 6:32 PM:
Classes are over for me, I walk towards the cafeteria. Dubya and Regan are running down the hall on their horse sticks yellinh "YIPPIE KAYE MOTHERFUCKER!!!!!". Dubya slips while running and slides into sam, sam breaks his horse stick. Dubya stars crying, Regan tries to comfort him. I keep walking.

6:40 PM:
I am at the cafeteria, I see Michelle eating a nice delicious sandwanch. See stops eating and looks at me. "WE YOU STARE AT MICHELLE? ANSWER MICHELLE QUESTION OR MICHELLE CRUSH". I am to scare to do any, Michelle gets up. I take a small shit in my pants, she raise her hand. Barry walks by, calming Michelle. I have a chance to run away and buy something to eat.

6:47 PM:
I meat up with Karl outside. He had a pizza, we talk about how to go on about tomorrow. Karl tells me that Robert will be joining us. Rick runs by us, yelling 'PARTY AT MITTS, YOU TWO LOSERS AREN'T INVITED". Ass hole, I thought o myself. I say to Karl "tomorrow is going to be interesting, I have some things to take care of, I'll see you later".

7:07 PM:
I make my way toward the library. From outside I could see Dace studying his ass of, he was twitching from the lack of sleep, poor dude. I made my way toward the entrace, Dick was walking out the doors. He gave me the meanest look you could imagine, I stopped and looked at him. He raised his hand and gave me the bird "FUCK YOU COON" came out of his dried up mouth. I walk around him but he manage to hit me with his cane. Walking with a limb I acciendently bumped into Adolf. He apologied, I looked at him with a confused face. Again Adolf apologized for confusing me. I was lost, I thought those words to my self but they ended up coming out of my mouth. Adolf pulled out a map, "Adolf, you're an idiot. Get out of my way."
he apologiezed.

7:30 PM:
After Half an hour of looking a book I find myself with a need to pee. I go to the bathroom, I see Rick and Mitt coming out of the bathroom both are sweeting guees they where wrestling. They tell me come to the party and will kill you. I walk in and see Gleen beat up and brused, you must of wrestlet Rick and Mith and lost, I peed on him. I am an evil basterd.

7:53 PM:
I find the book I was looking for, a medical book that the triangle of death has been looking for. I take it and proceded to the check out counter, I take out my library card, but I can't find my wallet. I was in any of bags. I panicked, then I  saw him Albert the basterd stole my wallet. I could do any thing, I have no proof, he had stolen the security cameras the week before.

8:10 PM:
I make my way back to my room. Some shit still in my pants, I turn on some music, I started slowy and sexly taking off my clothes. I danced a little, my pecks and abs where hard. I was naked I threw my clothes in the thrash and burn that fucker. I got into the shower and put it on hot, I grab some rubbing alcohol, disinfectant and some bleach and poured in all over my body.

9:35 PM:
I finish my shower, put on some clothes for tomorrow and go to sleep.

10:07 PM:
I wake up, I can't sleep. I go out for a walk.

10:12 PM:
I arrive at the party, I was outside looking throw the window. Almost every one is there, Mitt, Rick, dudya and reagean where doing shots together. While drinking Mitt was talking with sam about a joint investment in cancer rearch. Mommar was just arriving with more beer to keep Mitt drunk and hopefully agree. Osama was there talking to the rest of the group. Barry and Carl where on the couch smoking weed totally stoned out of their minds. Adolf was completly blacked out, Dick drew a dick on his face with a permanent market.
Joe was at. Joe was looking at the group, at this feet where a couple of bottles of vodka. Dave was studing the effects of alcohal and parting. Gleen was across the room from everything, dude was scare but no one seemed to notice him. John came in the boor he yelled "BINGO YOU SUNK MY BATTLE SHIP". Dubya yelled out "YATZEE" every one laughed. Sam getting tired from talking to Mitt, Mitt was just going around in circle, sam acciendentlly toke a sip from dubya. The gruop looked in schook. " YOU FUCKING SCUM BAG" screamed at the top of his voice. Osama quicly tried to calm down everything. "SHUT UP ALL OF YOU", said dick. Mommar offer to buy more drinks if the calm down. Joe had a smile on his face. Mommars offer didn't do any thing calm things down. Glenn started dialing his father, every one freaked. The triangle deciced to walk about. The other backing around dick started to confront them, but they ran. Mitt saw me I also ran for it.

11: 35 PM:
I arrive back at my room. The lights are off. I hear something in the dark, I don't know what it is. The next thing I hear is "BAD MOTHER FUCKER". A punch from Will left me out cool, in a deep sleep.

Thorsday 5:17 AM:
I wake up, fealing like a just toke a punch to the face. Then I remember that that was exactly what happened the night before. I look around everything is gone. I still have on my clothets and shoes, however I don't have any underware. I distictly rememeber putting them on.

5:31 AM:
I get a quick breafeast from Mitt's place I use his back as a seat. Joe is still wide awake, he has a few hundred bottles of alchol at his feet.

6:49 AM:
I arive at the lab, Karl is already there working on Astria Porta.

8:57 AM:
We make the final preparations on the Astria Porta and just in time Robert arrives.

9:07 AM:
Minutes away from activating the Astria Porta, Mitt and his little gang bust in. 'WHAT THE FUCK, RACCOON?!! I TOLD TO STAY AWAY FROM MY PARTY!!" Our secret project was no longer secret. Glenn was following close behind, calling his father. We where incredible fucked. If that wasn't bad enough the Triangle of Death showed up want to apologize for the night before. Karl asked "why don't we just invite the whole school?" Adolf showed up to negotiate between Mitts group and the triangle. Dave sodenly showed up to study the social tension between the two groups. I asked if Robert had the self destruct ready, he answered yes but Karl wanted to start up the Astria Porta, we knew that we would get no choice but to start it up. Sam called for truce, dubya to it as a sign of weakness an lunched a punch. Sam had no choice but to fight back. Mitt, Rick, Dick, and Reagan all started fighting Sam, Mommar and Osama. All the while Adolf was trying to stop the fighting. Joe suddenly showed up sick from alcohol poisoning, he was asking for help. Karl gave me good news the Astria Porta was minutes away from being fully operational, I told Robert to get the self destruct ready.

9:11 AM:
Albert shows up in my underwear. Joe starts throwing up. Things are getting out of control. John busting looking for his pills, "I need my hea...I can't fe..ahaham...my ar...". Dubya punches Adolf outside door. The readings on the Astria Porta show that it is going critical is about to blow up. "Hey Robert I guess we don't knew the self destruct any more" I said. He responds "you can never have a big enough explosion". Karl frantically tries to stabilize the energy out put. Out of nowhere Barry and Carl show up asking dudya for some more weed, he said "FUCK YOU I AM HIGH ON COCAINE" he continuous to punch sam out side his face. Barry and Carl take out some LSD and enjoy the fight. The whole time Albert is dancing in my underwear  "SHIT, THING IS ABOUT TO EXPLODE!!!" said Karl "START PRAYING TO ODIN". Nobody hears what he just said. Karl, Robert and I hold our breath for our imminent death. There's an unimaginably loud pop. Every one stops what they are doing realizing that we are all dead.

9:15 AM:
It doesn't blow up. "hey good news it stabilized" said Karl "we're still alive". Just then Adolf walks back in. He's in pain, his pants are blood red. Michelle bust the doors open, "I BUST LITTLE MENS BALLS FOR BOUNCING INTO ME AND TRYING APOLOGIES NOW I POP OTHER BALL". Every one laughs even dick laughs.

9:16 AM:
Karl, Robert and I start walking toward the Astria Porta, away from this idiot. Our new future lies just ahead. Will shows up out of the shadows, he yells out "I AM LEGEND" and proceeds to shot the Astria Porta. In a bright flash of light every changes. I don't know if I am alive or dead...

work in progress

just like 24 but lamer

The Origin Story

In the year of 452 in which our lord and savior Odin slayed the last ice giant. It was quiet and peaceful time,Thor chilled with his justice leauge, Loki took a plasma grenade to the face.

Meanwhile at Beck University I and some other losers where going about our studies. I work in a secret lab with Karl Schwarchild, we were resarching trans dimensinal universe travel. We called our little project The Astria Porta, it was to change everything, but then The Day, the day that everything changed. For us, life would for ever change, the lives that we once knew would be gone on that day.

Beck, Glenn Beck to be exact was the son of the dean. Glenn was a freshmen, a 6 year freshmen he was unimaginably dumb. His dad told every to just pretend that Glenn was smart or risk losing our place at the school. Not only was Glenn an idiot he was afraid of just about anything and an amazing liar. Amazing liar in that he was willing to make up anything even when the truth was smack right in his face. I never liked him.

Barack Obama or as most of usually called him Barry. Barry was the class president, dude never did anything, instead he just spent every moment on his life smoking weed with Carl Sagan. Even though Barry managed to make the Deans list every semester he never went to any class, dude was not even register in the school and yet he had the highest GPA of any student ever. I suspected that Barry gave every one a contact high, I avoided him.

Michelle Robinson, Michelle was a raging steroid junkie known to break balls for no reason, that's all I am willing to say about her.

George "dubya" W. Bush. George was...was slow, he spelled "W" as "dubya". And that is what we all called him, he never caught on. Besides being mentally slow he liked to pretend he was a cowboy. He would ride a horse stick around school in a cowboy outfit. Every day he would do this and every time I cried from the laughter. How he manage to become a senior at the school in 3 years I don't know how he managed.

Richard Cheney, Richard was a bitter hate filled person. His nick name was "dick", he got an infection in his urethra.

Adolf Hitler, Adolf up until The Day, was the polar opposite of Dick. Adolf was always helping others, every day he would out of his way to help others. Even when Dick got into Adolfs face he did not get mad, in fact he tried to make Dick happy.

Joseph Stalin, I do not much about him other than he drank and was on a never ending quest to get laid.

Albert Einstein, albert was cheap bastard that cheated on all of his test. He was good at what he did, every one knew what the was up to but no one, not even Odin could get any proof on him. Albert was a master thief that not even the gods could catch  him in the act.

Robert Oppenheimer, the only person other that karl and myself to know about the Astria Porta. He was good at math and also like to blow anything and every to Odin. Odin was not happy one bit. Before he was expelled from the school for blowing up Gleen's car, Robert was responsieble for creating the energy source that power the Astria Porta. He called the power source a Zero Point Module, in theory it could draw energy from the vacuum of space. Sadly his trigger finger halt his work on the Astria Porta.

Ronald Reagan, dubya's only friend. I think the only reason that Ronald liked hanging out with dubya was because he was always running around in his own fantasy. Ronald was an acting major, his dream was to one day own a ranch. He was a good actor, this one time he managed to fool Odin into thinking he was Thor even though he was dressed an ice giant.

Karl Schwarzchild, the one other in person working on the Astria Porta. Dude was a mathethical genius, he had worked out some crazy equation that allowed us to, in theory, form a hole to vast point in the universe, reaching other universes was not unthinkable. Karl hated the rest of the school, he was very determined to complete our project.

Will Smith, Will was a person of many talents but he was an intolorent prick. Will toke no shit from no one and gave shit to every one.

Carl Sagan, Barry's stoner friend. Dude was high every single moment of his life. I would write papers explain some small mystery of the universe, it would get no attention. But Carl would steal my papers and pass them as his own, people would actually listen to him and enjoy my ideas coming from him. FUCKING WEED.

Rick Santorum was a mens men. Rick enjoy sports, espacially wrestling, he was not a normal wrestler. During a single match rick was able to pin down his oppent for an hour, the dude was screaming stop it, please stop it, it hurts. When rick finally decided to finish him off, he got up and yell "I LOVE THAT!!". His oppenent was not happy he was crying like the world was about to end. Later that night fealling the shame from losing ricks oppenent killed himself. Rick went on to win more wrestling matches this way. To celebrate his countless vitories rick wore a suit that showed of his body, all other wrestlers where scared shitless.

Mitt Romney was the riches person at the school, he was also a sociopathic liar.

Dave Chappelle not to be confused with Will Smith, Dave was a hard core student. He never laugh he never smiled. He had no time for no one and would pretend to be someone in order to go back to his work.

Saddam "sam" Hussein, was the leader of the triangle of death. Their goal was to one day find a cure for cancer and every single desieas.

Mommar Gaddafi, finalcial backer of the triangle of death. He was filthy rich, he was dedicated to the cause  and only the cause, nothing else matter not even his health. At times he would talk about the day they would finnally end all diseases but he would end up rambling for hours.

Osama Bin Laden, public speaker for the triangle of death. Osama was a class A student, his hat contained a solar power stereo spekaer and his beard hid a microphone, he was alwasys ready to speak. One at fundraiser he convinced mitt to donate three-quarters of his money for cancer research. Osama had a habbit of getting on Dicks nerves.

The oldest student at the school was John McCain. John was old, old enough that rumors of him living with the ice giants where taught as fact in history classes.

Myself, a 22 year old gifted mathematical wizard raccoon, it was  my final year at Beck University. The Astria Porta was days from being completed, everything I...we knew was soon to change...

Origin Preview II

Michelle Robinson, Michelle was a raging steroid junkie known to break balls for no reason, that's all I am willing to say about her.

Origin Preview

Adolf Hitler, Adolf up until The Day, was the polar opposite of Dick. Adolf was always helping others, every day he would go out of his way to help others. Even when Dick got into Adolfs face he did not get mad, in fact he tried to make Dick happy.

Origin Story...Coming soon

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My Origin Story

coming soon...eventually just stay here for sometime

New Energy Resources

As the numbers of humans on the planet Earth increase exponentally, the need for energy encreases porportianaly. Each energy has it's own advantages and disavantages, its disavantages always created disconfort on it users but its advantages leave no choice but to use them.
Nuclear power weather it be fusion or fission always scares people shitless. They don't even know the differences between the two, I personal blame the leftist hollywood media with their so called "special effects". That being said every redneck thinks that living next to or near a nuclear power plant means that they live next to the next hiroshima, FUCK THE JAPS THEY HAD IT COMING. When in reality the plants only use 5% uranium concentration of the uranium required to build a nuclear bomb. That covers fission but what about fusion? You need to ask the space nazis about that. Oil, use it fuck dinosaurs. If we don't use coal then the terrorist win. Wind power is just stupid.

...so apparently there is this place called "okialhomo", not sure on the spelling, but I been told that the residents of "okialhomo" are the most despicable people in the multiverse, so much so that this universe is rank at the bottom 243895 out of 1458. As a mathathecal person I can tell you that it's much more than 8997. My informants tell me that one particular resident a "Nathenial Redinbreedneck" is one of the most of the most racist anti-democratic people to ever live. To quote the great Clayton Bigsby "a bigger and intolerant hunky had never exist, this guy gives white supremacist a bad name...well even worserer name if you can believe it. I hate my nigger life." That night Clayton Bigsby was heard cursing Nathenial, shots where heard and Clayton was never seen again. The presumed suicide of Clayton as many people have speculated can be attributed to Nathenial, who has sworn to quote on quote "I will be the next james bond evil bad guy redneck person."

I have demands and those demands will not be meat or read

well this is...well, hmmm I was told I could make some mad money here. so far it's been like 5 minutes and I have yet to receive any money. WHERE MY MONEY OBAMA!!?!?!?
also why is there no comic sans on this shit?